Friday, March 16, 2012

Vero Beach, Florida

I got the camera to give it up! Woohoo! Here is a shot of a Father Jerome building on Cat Island, Bahamas. He was an architect who later signed up for the Anglican Ministry. If that wasn't enough, he later converted to the Catholic church. It was as an architect that, after watching several churches get blown to bits by hurricanes, that he found his calling: use Bahamian stone to construct church buildings. May then they'll have a chance to last a bit longer. He oversaw the construction of several before retiring to this hermitage. It is a tiny wee thing, complete with chapel, a small room to fit a 6 ft bed and a nail to hang his robe. The tower has a bronze bell, the chapel has a one-man bench. It is buttressed. I believe it could house hermits for ages to come. Father Jerome passed away in the 1950's.

As great as it was to see more of the Bahamas this trip, it's always good to be headed back home.
On our passage over to Florida, we talked warmly of all our upcoming plans, places we want to see, water we feel would be do-able. We discussed what we learned on this trip, reminisced about the people we met, some situations we got into. We've concluded that we are looking forward to more cruising, maybe the other direction this time. We've heard that the coast of Labrador is really quite something. Pilger may or may not be the right boat for such a trek, we have been pondering all this.
In the meantime, we're looking forward to summer in Prince Edward County. We've decided to try to make-do without buying another car. See how it goes. I'll be making good use of my Most Excellent Bike, with its trusty trailer. And maybe Via to see my Mom.
We're expecting to be back home late May, see everyone then!

2 comments:

  1. Hi Michelle & Jim, What a great trip so far! Will you be berthing Pilger in the south or sailing home? Bob in Kemptville

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  2. Hola M & J: Holding down the TransitionPEC fort here in Picton, where the weather is wonky. My Starburst magnolia was bursting into its joyous spring display, when we reverted to below zero nights and a few gusty days that almost had the yurt doing a Mary Poppins. Now the beauteous blooms are tinged with brown. Ah well, some later blooming buds might still upstage their eager sisters. I guess we'll see you post-lilac time. Travel safely.

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